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  • Attracting Sappho

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    August 27, 2014 at 6:47pm It was at that time she was dating the popular Eugin.  I can always see their palms fixed with each others’. He touches her waist, and she does not resist. I wonder.  Days and days by our backyard that they put their hands and lips and bodies together.  Until one…

  • i remember the boy(s), but i don’t remember the f–

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    It’s been a pretty rough delusion-ship (I made that up for the sake of this narrative) journey in my adult life. I have fallen in love with far too many men (or guys – not sure yet what’s more appropriate here) that never really were my boyfriend. Funny thing is, I got brokenhearted.. and we…

  • Ang Rosas ng Munting Prinsipe

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    April 3, 2015 at 3:28am “Lagi ka na lang galit! Mga maliliit na bagay ay pinalalaki mo!” Gayon na lamang ang gigil sa galit ng Munting Prinsipe. Ni hindi nagawang bumuka ng bibig ng Rosas. Marahil ay pagkakamali nga niya iyon. Dahil sa kanyang pagkamakasarili ay napuno na ang Munting Prinsipe. “Ayoko nang makita ka..”…

  • All the Girls but Me

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    October 28, 2014 at 2:23pm I couldn’t agree more, It wasn’t painful. I saw him. I saw him in love with someone else. I read that. I read that he is happy with her. “her” isn’t me, and can never be me. I couldn’t agree more, It wasn’t painful. He loved all the girls but…

  • the gone grit

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    I was out with friends last night as I found myself yet again explaining my inactivity, almost-indolent kind of performance at work. I am fairly sure the stories I tell myself (and of others) are not mere excuses, instead are reevaluation and view on hindsight of the past years of my life. Narrating with my…

  • the turbulent thirties

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    Who ever decided that a woman’s life has expiration? I’m turning 33 in a few weeks time. It’s always been a gift and a privilege for me to celebrate my birthday. When younger peeps ask me how it feels, I basically have the same, almost templated, response: my 30s, by far, are the best years,…

  • A Woman to Me

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    July 4, 2014 at 7:52pm She is a chubby girl. No, I would say, fat. She is a fat girl.  Her curves would have been the most obvious asset her body can offer, but over, above and beyond, she can offer her heart. And yes, her heart might have been broken over and over, but…

  • A Snap

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    August 13, 2014 at 9:19am Was it a blurry vision?Or just really my sight totally failed? I can see from afar.There is a figure with a curvaceous body. The glare speaks behind her curves. Her chest is like an active raging volcano–about to explode. They were so huge I could build a mansion. I see…

  • throwing stones…

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    We are the sum of all our good and bad deeds. In our lifetime, we are always faced with the choice of the actions we ought to take. It is always easy to choose the pleasurable, as it eases one’s feelings, but they aren’t always the right choice. When we were younger, our parents provide…

  • A Grief Ago

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    August 7, 2014 at 2:16pm It was a thousand months ago. The situation she will have faced later on is the same as the day she heard for the first time a sound of goodbye.  The hands she saw in that person were different. Now it’s the same. Or was she on that day her…